The Walking Dead

When Mulier woke up from the pain, the first thing she saw when she opened her eyes was the familiar man sitting by the bed, and she couldn't help crying: "Brady, I'm in pain, can you let Steve Dr. Vince give me some anesthesia."

Brady stretched out his fingers to wipe away the tears on her cheeks with an unpredictable expression, and said softly: "Hey, bear with it, I'll be with you and it won't hurt soon."

Muriel grabbed his hand and whimpered: "It really hurts, I can't take it anymore, Brady, please go and talk to the doctor."

"It's useless. Dr. Stevens didn't dare to take extra medicine without the governor's order." Letting her hold his hand tightly, Brady felt exhausted and unable to restore Tasia's heart. The next person wants to relieve the pain, and he can't help much.

For the second time in his life, Brady experienced a profound sense of powerlessness.

"I saw Tasia today." Looking at Muriel crying on the bed, Brady said something mysterious.

The hands that grabbed him froze, and Mu Lier raised her tear-stained face and asked helplessly, "What did you say? I didn't hear clearly."

Brady took a deep breath, and suddenly felt a sense of relief that the long-standing shackles were about to be untied: "I said, I saw Tasia today, I'm sorry, I know I shouldn't say this to you at this time Kind of words, but I don't want to hide from you."

Now there is no father who can send him away again, and there is no elder brother who locked him in the room and did not allow him to go out for several months. He can finally walk the path he wants to go.

He didn't want to miss Tasia again, this time, he wanted to hold her firmly in his hands.

Mu Lier looked at his more and more determined eyes stupidly: "Why do you say I'm sorry, are you going to throw me away just because you saw her? Then the three years we have been counted in your heart what?"

"I will still take care of you as a family member, but Tasia is different," Brady pulled out his hand forcefully this time without hesitation, "Muriel, I'm really sorry, some things are not Just pretend it doesn't exist by not thinking about it."

"Hehe, you're right, some things don't just pretend that they don't exist if you don't think about them all the time." Looking at her empty palm, Mu Lier gradually laughed, her beloved Brady was still the same as before. "Even if you dump me, do you think Tasia will forgive you after going through so many things? She will accept one without any grievances and share the bed with her best friend." A man of nearly three years? Don't be so naive."

"I know," Brady stood up, looking down at her with pity, no matter what she said, it would not change his decision, "but I still want to try."

The pain in her back could no longer suppress Mu Lier's anger. She looked at Brady mockingly: "Then I'll just wait and see. I hope you won't come back to me crying one day."

At this time, the governor was standing by the window facing the street, quietly looking at the laughing townspeople on the street.

Crowley, who had finished reporting on his combat readiness, asked anxiously, "Do you need to arrest Brady?" The guard in the medical room just came to report, saying that Brady had always looked very ugly when he came out of the woman's room, suspicious. There is collusion between them, and they are now asking for instructions on how to deal with it outside the door.

The governor didn't look back, but just waved his hand back slightly: "Don't be so desperate, just bring him to me, just say that I want to have a good chat with him."

Crowley felt a chill in his heart. Many people disappeared during such a good chat. He straightened his back involuntarily, and stood at attention, "I understand. I'll ask someone to bring him here."

Not long after, Brady, who just came out of the medical room, was taken to the governor's room.

After everyone else had retreated from the room, the governor drew down the blinds, turned around and said with a smile: "People in the town seem to be very happy, don't they?"

"Of course, this is all thanks to you." Brady lowered his head respectfully. In a short period of time, he has changed from a simple boy who knows nothing about the world to a man who knows that if he wants to get something, he must The man who learns to lose first.

The governor curled up his lips, walked towards the wine cabinet irresponsibly, and took out a bottle of red wine and two tall glasses: "Don't be nervous, I came to you today just to chat with you, it's better to be casual."

The bright red wine poured into the crystal glasses, and the governor handed one of the glasses to Brady: "Come and try my treasure."

Brady took the wine glass, sat down in front of him as promised, and took a sip: "Thank you, I don't really understand these things."

The governor smiled and shook the goblet slowly, without pointing out his mistake: "It's good to be young, you still have a lot of time to enjoy, even if you encounter setbacks, it doesn't matter."

He took a sip of the red wine in the glass without hesitation, then slowly turned it in his mouth, closed his eyes and pondered for a while before slowly saying: "The people caught today, I am going to wait for them to recover from their injuries." Let it go, what do you think?"

Brady was taken aback: "All?"

The governor nodded and said with a smile, "That's right, I think we caught the wrong person this time. There is a girl among them who is looking for relatives, and she is the most beautiful one."

"Tasia?" Brady muttered to himself, could it be that their encounter was not accidental, who was she looking for?Was it someone else, or... Brady suddenly had an urge to ask her for clarification.

"So her name is Tasia, you seem to know her very well?" The governor narrowed his eyes, and naturally turned the topic to the side he wanted to find out.

If the Governor really decides to let them go, maybe he will never see Tasia again, Brady lost his sense of proportion: "She was originally my girlfriend, because some things separated us, if possible, I I hope you will allow her to stay with me."

"Oh?" Still immature after all, the governor held up his wine glass and slightly concealed the ridicule in his eyes, "Then what does she think?"

Brady reluctantly said bitterly: "She doesn't remember me, but I will let her remember it again."

The governor sneered: "That's just an excuse. In fact, she has moved on. The man in the interrogation room looks like she should be her new boyfriend. Young man, it's good to be aggressive, but you can't see it." Knowing where you stand is foolishness."

It wasn't like that, the feeling of love in the past was so deep, he didn't believe that Tasia's amnesia was an excuse, otherwise she wouldn't have mental illness because of the separation of the two!

Brady was a little embarrassed, he didn't want to tear the past apart and put it in front of an outsider, but now no one can help him except the governor, he gritted his teeth: "We had to separate at the time, because of this, later she There are some problems with her mental state, as long as we get along day and night, I am confident that she can come back to me again."

The governor put down his glass indifferently, he didn't care at all about the emotional entanglements between them, and he didn't care which man the girl would end up with.The governor got the information he wanted and stood up: "Who knows what will happen in the future. It was a pleasure chatting with you. I think after a leisurely afternoon, I should do some serious business."

"Of course." Brady tactfully put down the red wine he took a sip of, "I won't bother you."

The governor watched him leave with a smile, and then his eyes stayed on the photo of a family of three on the closet. In the photo, the mother and daughter smiled like flowers.

At the same moment, Tasia, who sent Pei Ji away, also gently spread her hand, and in her palm was an object carefully wrapped in cartoon pattern paper.

Tasia smiled as she opened the cartoon paper, and what was wrapped inside was a small half-blade that was broken off from a utility knife.

Tasia threw away the wrapping paper and carefully hid the blade in the corner of her clothes. Just as she put it away, she heard someone knocking on the door, and she quickly sat upright: "Please come in."